But was Ashamoro ready to be intercepted by a wolf who was not necessarily part of the Savvil family? Hypnos had been coming by to check on Mystic, to inform her of his decision to reside within Yfir and grow stronger. The smell of blood was what alerted him to danger, and then, catching Mystic’s scent in the thick of it he felt his stomach sink. He would snarl some, rushing forward best he could on his weaker leg. He was truly pushing it to the limit now.
He would arrive in time to see Mystic tossed into Kar, another snarl ripping from his chest. He would charge the mountain lion without a second thought, lunging for the beast with front claws stretched out to try and tear into him.
